The Anarchic Consort

Baili Jia Jue stared at the Son of the King of Hell dismissively, as if he was telling a joke, and indifferently said, “We’ve never met in our last life.”

“That’s why I said you were avoiding her all the time.” The Son of the King of Hell replied with a mysterious hint of a smile, “If two people living on the same mountain on the same piece of land have never met, it’s because you were deliberately avoiding her.”

Baili Jia Jue turned to look at him, saying, “I would never avoid anyone.” He replied calmly, “Now that you’ve mentioned it, it’s rather strange that I’ve never met her before even though we lived on the same mountain. Are you sure it wasn’t her trying to avoid me?”

The Son of the King of Hell was stunned by Baili Jia Jue’s query, and scrunched his brows. He could not remember what had happened since it was a long time ago.

If Helian Wei Wei did not reveal her Dharma back then, he would not be able to recall her past life either.

Thinking back again… It did seem rather strange at that that a woman had Dharma nature when she appeared. She did not fear demons or monsters, and knew the existence of the Great Demon King when she met the reapers. However, she had never caused him any trouble.

Was she afraid of the Great Demon King?

It did not look like it though…

The Son of the King of Hell paused in his tracks. Then, as if he remembered something, his eyes brightened as he said, “Wait. Both of you met each other at least twice, it’s just that you weren’t aware of it. Once, she watched you leave with your arms crossed from behind, staring at you for the entire time. You just had a duel with my dad, tying him to a tree with a Beast Binding Rope. I was quite young and curious about grown-up business, so I asked what she was looking at. She told me she was looking at a beautiful being. It didn’t feel like she was avoiding you. On the contrary, it seems like she had known you before. Say, Great Demon King, you didn’t abandon her, right?”

Baili Jia Jue stared directly at him and replied curtly, “I didn’t.”

“I can attest to that. Master only devours souls, his feelings are unwavered,” the Fire Qilin chipped in to testify his master.

The King of Hell’s Son guffawed again and glanced at it evilly, saying, “You only followed him after he fell from divinity. How would you know about whatever happened before?”

The Fire Qilin’s expression froze. Indeed, there was no way it could have known how the Master was before he fell from divinity.

When he, the Green Dragon, and the Sky-swallowing Beast first met the Master, he was already a figure of utmost elegance and evil. At that time, the entire population of Mount White was discussing this man who had emerged out of darkness itself.

No one knew how he had turned into a devil, but all of them were astounded by the mismatching air of sinfulness and divine prestige that emanated from him.

That was also the reason that he could easily tame them.

Was this suggesting that Master had likely abandoned the Princess Consort in the past?

The thought of this made the Fire Qilin glance at Baili Jia Jue.

Baili Jia Jue’s frowned and grinned wickedly, saying, “Nice story you made up there.”

“I only spoke of the truth.” The Son of the King of Hell shrugged, replying, “It’s up to you to believe it or not.”

Baili Jia Jue stared fixedly at him. His dark irises sank as his thoughts wandered elsewhere, seemingly distracted.

“Memories from the previous life are usually lost after reincarnation. However, as you know, one’s Dharma fate remains.” The King of Hell’s Son chuckled as he continued, “Of course, only people like us who are in frequent contact with the Book of Life and Death know this. Did you really not know her back then? If so, why was she looking at you that way? Perhaps you two knew each other initially, but you’ve forgotten all about her after losing your memories with your fall from divinity.”

Baili Jia Jue averted his gaze when he heard this. For some reason, he felt an inexplicable ache in his heart.

The ache was so palpable that he had to press against his chest to relieve the pain that seemed impossible to escape from.

He could hear the Sanskrit Hymn slowly resonating in his ears again.

It asked him if he had any regrets.

He could even hear his cold, distant voice saying, “Get out.”

Someone else kept blabbering at him, “She will forget all about you, until she can’t even recall anything about you. Furthermore, you know better than anyone else that the person she loves is not you…”

Those words were like a curse. The moment he opened his eyes, he had already experienced the taste of betrayal.

Baili Jia Jue moved his hand away from his chest and slowly opened his eyes. As he gradually clenched his gloved hands, his memories were still blurry.

So what if I’m not the one she loves?

I shall still be the only one to ever possess her!

Baili Jia Jue stood up, seemingly indifferent. Before he met Helian Wei Wei, he was always distant and unreachable like this, as though he was the highest clouds in the sky.

Needless to say, the Son of the King of Hell knew exactly when to stop. As he stared at the Great Demon King, he asked, “Did you order people to capture dead souls from the netherworld because a new devil is going to be born into the human world?”

Baili Jia Jue did not murmur so much as a word of denial.

The Son of the King of Hell was sharp and could tell from Baili Jia Jue’s silence that his guess was not too far from the truth. His gaze dimmed and turned grim, adding, “If it’s that woman’s child, I suggest you get rid of it. Surely, you must be aware that we are in a sensitive time now. Once the newly formed devil has absorbed a vast amount of aura of resentment, it will begin draining the mother’s nutrition. Helian Wei Wei can only survive until now because of the protection of the Dharma bone’s spiritual aura. She would have died long ago if she is an ordinary person. Moreover, the human world’s order has gone off track. God knows what the Exorcising Tribe is planning, entering the tomb. They wanted to retrieve the Sarira of the eminent monk who has achieved the Dao, to resurrect the dead. If they succeed, the aura of resentment in the human world would be channeled straight to the netherworld, destroying the Divine Exorcism Seal. The protection on her will disappear and the little devil you’ve been raising will lose its mind entirely.”

“So, if we stop them from retrieving the Sarira, we can prevent that from happening?” An airy voice suddenly sounded by the door.

The King of Hell’s Son smirked as he turned toward the source of the voice, saying, “Since the person in question is here, things would be much easier. You’re right. If the vicious cycle of life, death, and reincarnation is disrupted, a Sky Howling Ghost Incantation will form. Then, those to be reincarnated cannot do so, but the dead will rise instead. If their injustices are not tended to, the aura of resentment will break through the seal. Your fetus is very a terrifying creature. If it gets enough aura of resentment, it won’t even recognize you as its parents. It will slaughter anyone it comes across, and suck you dry before at first chance. The coexistence of man and devil was already against the natural order. Furthermore, you bear the Dharma bone in you. Although it does provide an endless source of nutrition to the devil, the two bloodlines greatly oppose each other. Thus, it was destined that both of you cannot coexist. Sigh, how pitiful.”